*snoofs, snuggles*

Thanks doggo 😊

That’s the thing: deep down I know I do (even if I’m sometimes too introverted to interact with people 😅). But that’s what irrational thinking does when it takes over

I usually look at group photos & smile. This time, my only thought was “what are you even doing there? You don’t belong there!” and I’m sick of how my head’s been the last couple of weeks… Photos by the fabulous @spar-ky.bsky.social@pup-bismuth.bsky.social#puppyplay#humanpup#gaypup#gaypuppy

The last time I was vulnerable, I had my leg broken and my true feelings about it were ignored and talked over. The wall to my heart isn’t as high as it was before I was in a pack, but I’m a lot more certain about what I want from a relationship.

I might have mentioned this a while ago, but it’s still relevant. I would love to be in another pack, but I’m scared to make myself vulnerable again. I’m scared that I’ll get attached to someone too quickly which (apart from introversion) I’m sometimes so distant

Yay! *snuggles up*

Not looking too bad for someone who’s had a crisis of confidence all week (I accidentally left Cyndaquil at home 😅) #puppyplay#humanpup#gaypup#gaypuppy

More than just belly rubs 😊

The worst thing about being disabled isn’t the disability. It’s the self sabotage. It’s convincing yourself you’re not good enough, so you don’t talk to someone you like. It’s distancing yourself from somewhere even though you know it’s where you belong.